I see them, sometimes
As i walk past
Headed home from a late night out
They're standing there, some pacing
All bracing, waiting
Most grim, a few in tears
Everytime, i hope that its just a scrape, a drunkard fall
That the flashing lights was so that they could beat a red light
DCFC again write of it so well, here's What Sarah Said:
"And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?.."
unimportant side note: i ripped my earlobe slightly today while i was removing a new earring i had put in a bit too enthusiasticly.I broke a nail in the process. I wont be messing with my ear lobes for awhile. Messed up my middle piercing on the right ear. The new piercing is healing well. I can palpate the clots inside, but they'll disappear in a while. Just gotta keep up the salt water washes and not mess around with it. I will resist.
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